This set enjoys an interesting distinction: it’s the only series I’ve ever reviewed in which none of the entries is next to any of the others in an alphabetical list. And if that’s the most fascinating thing I have to say about a feature-length motion picture is some trivia about its title, you can bet it was a less-than-engaging experience. The Fisherman is after a new crop of guilty-secret-hiding teens, this time straying all the way to Colorado – because what says “fisherman” like a town a thousand miles away from the nearest commercially-fishable body of water – just to get them. Some of the ski-lift-during-the-off-season location shoots were vaguely entertaining, but they emphasized what an awkward graft the Rocky Mountains were for this series. See if desperate
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